Quick Transmigration: I Was Cannon Fodder But Became the White Moonlight

The elegantly made-up receptionists at the front desk immediately stood up upon seeing her, their smiles warm and respectful: "Ms. Chen, you've arrived."

"Is Brother Yuze here?" Chen Su asked, her steps never faltering.

"Mr. Lu is in a meeting," one of the receptionists said quickly. "It might take a while. Would you like to wait in the lounge area?"

Chen Su had already headed towards the elevator: "I'll wait in his office."

They dared not stop the receptionist, so they could only quickly call the secretary in the president's office to inform him.

The elevator goes directly to the top floor.

When the door opened, Lu Yuze's secretary, Assistant Zhang, was already waiting at the door with a professional smile: "Ms. Chen, Mr. Lu is in the middle of an important high-level meeting, which may take another half hour. Would you like to rest in his office? Would you like something to drink?"

The top-floor CEO's office area is quiet and spacious, with a faint scent of cedar in the air.

"No need." Chen Su pushed open the heavy door to the CEO's office. "I'll wait for him."

Lu Yuze's office is extremely large with an excellent view; a full-length curved window offers a panoramic view of most of the city's prosperity.

The interior design is a cold, modern style, with black, white, and gray as the main colors and clean lines. Apart from the necessary office furniture and a few pieces of art in the display cabinet, there are almost no superfluous decorations.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows offer a panoramic view of the city skyline, with clouds swirling around your feet.

Chen Su walked behind the large black desk and sat down in Lu Yuze's leather chair without any hesitation.

The air still carried a lingering scent.

A faint cigar flavor, mixed with a certain cool woody aroma.

She crossed her legs, her toes hooking on her high heels and swaying gently. The pink skirt slid down to mid-thigh, revealing a section of fair and delicate skin.

The waiting time felt exceptionally long.

She played on her phone for a while, flipped through a few unimportant documents on the table, and checked her makeup several times in front of the phone screen.

After an unknown amount of time, steady footsteps finally came from outside the door, and the secretary reported in a low voice, "Mr. Lu, Miss Chen has been waiting for you inside for a while."

The door was pushed open.

Chen Su immediately sat up straighter, put her legs down, and her heart began to beat faster uncontrollably.

A tall figure walked in against the light, casually loosening his tie.

He was wearing a perfectly tailored dark gray suit, unbuttoned, revealing a white shirt underneath, with the top two buttons undone.

Standing nearly 1.9 meters tall with broad shoulders and long legs, he exudes a sharp yet casual aura in a simple suit.

His face possessed a strikingly aggressive handsomeness.

He has high brow bones, deep-set eyes, a straight nose, a well-defined jawline, and thin lips that are now curved in a half-smile.

What's most striking are his eyes. The pupils are a light color, and he always looks at people with a nonchalant gaze. The corners of his eyes are slightly upturned, giving him a natural air of roguishness and a cynical attitude. Yet, deep within his gaze lies a sharpness and shrewdness that cannot be ignored.

Lu Yuze's gaze swept over Chen Su, who was occupying his seat behind the desk. He raised his eyebrows and his smile deepened.

"What wind blew in today?" he asked, his voice deep and pleasant, his tone languid, yet each word felt like a gentle tickle on the heart. "Did it blow Miss Chen here with me?"

He walked a few steps to his desk, casually tossed the documents in his hand onto the table, leaned over, placed his hands on the edge of the desk, and leaned slightly towards her.

As the distance suddenly closed, his crisp yet powerful aura wafted over me, mixed with a very faint scent of tobacco.

Chen Su could even see his long, distinct eyelashes and her own reflection in his pupils.

"I came because I wanted to." She lifted her chin, her tone matter-of-fact. "What, isn't Brother Yuze welcoming you?"

Lu Yu chuckled softly, walked around the desk, leaned against the edge, took out a cigarette case from his suit pocket, put one in his mouth, and lit it.

The rising smoke obscured his expression.

"welcome."

He exhaled a smoke ring, glancing at her through the thin haze with a playful look. "Just curious, Miss Chen, what brings you to inspect my work today?"

Chen Su walked up to him, and the two stood very close.

She reached out and lightly tapped his firm chest with her finger, then suddenly switched to a soft, sweet tone: "Brother Yuze, there's a charity gala at the Wang family tonight. Will you come with me?"

Lu Yu lowered his eyes, glanced at the slender, white finger she was pointing at his chest, didn't flinch, but simply took another drag of his cigarette and said lazily, "I have something to do tonight."

"Then you should cancel it."

Lu Yu glanced at her sideways, his deep eyes filled with even more amusement, tinged with a half-smile: "Why should I?"

"Because I'm your fiancée."

Chen Su spoke with righteous indignation, poking his hard pectoral muscles with her finger again, "It's only natural for a fiancé to accompany his fiancée to a banquet."

Lu Yuze's gaze slid from her lips, which were coated with glossy lip gloss, past the tip of her upturned nose, and finally landed on her watery eyes.

He suddenly reached out, and his calloused thumb brushed against her lower eyelid with remarkable ease, the touch slightly cool.

"What happened to your eyes?" he asked, his voice devoid of emotion.

Chen Su was taken aback, then her eyes widened, she turned her head to the side, and said in her usual tone, "Didn't sleep well."

"You cried?" he pressed, his gaze sharp enough to pierce through any pretense.

Chen Su glared at him, her expression feigned anger: "What's it to you?"

Lu Yu chuckled, his voice tinged with a wicked pleasure: "It's only natural for a fiancé to care for his fiancée."

He retorted with the same words she had just used.

Chen Su stomped her foot in anger, causing small ripples to spread across the pink skirt, making her calves appear even whiter and more dazzling.

Are you coming with me or not?

The smoky pink silk dress she wore today made her skin look even whiter, and the halter design revealed her beautiful collarbone and shoulder line.

The cardigan was casually draped over her shoulders, almost falling off, adding a touch of lazy charm.

Lu Yuze's gaze lingered on her for a few seconds before shifting away and looking out the window again.

"What time is the dinner?" he suddenly asked.

Chen Su's eyes lit up: "It starts at eight o'clock."

"Then I'll pick you up at six."

As Lu Yu spoke, he reached out and lightly flicked her forehead with his slightly calloused knuckles. "Now, Miss Chen, I have to get to work. May I leave now?"

Chen Su covered her forehead and glared at him, but having achieved her goal, a bright smile bloomed on her face.

She decided to call it a day, picked up her handbag, and said, "I'm leaving now."

As she reached the door, she turned back and added, "Oh, and remember to wear your pink suit tonight. We're going to wear matching outfits!"

Lu Yu scoffed as if he had heard a joke, "Pushing your luck."

He waved, signaling her to leave quickly.

The office door was closed gently.